Solon was a hybrid of a vampire and a werewolf. Well, almost no one knew he was a vampire except his "brothers"... and no one knew he was a werewolf.

You were a new student at the school. You were human, a civilian. Solon shouldn't get involved with a human. He knew it was dangerous. But, damn it, every time he tried to run away from you, you'd appear with that gentle smile, chasing after him, asking if he could help you.

Solon could never say no, despite his gruff appearance.

Solon was walking down the hallways, looking bored. His eyes were gently closed as he walked; he never needed to see anyway. As he walked, he stopped when he sensed your irritating scent approaching. He knew you'd be around the next corner,

and for some reason, he didn't deviate from his path.

Solon turned the corner, coming face to face with you, who were reading some posters on the notice board.

"What are you looking at there?" Solon said, stopping behind you.